A Poem, a Truth and a Pledge!

Sitting sitting on the chair

My mind became very heavy to bear

So I thought of something funny

Hearing which might make you sunny

Thinking of describing my friends fair

Got my attention very rare

But suddenly a barrel of laugh started

Since my bench mate had shyly farted

And the fire entered my mind

To describe my mates till their teeth grind

I wrote and wrote lengthily on it

Some mates said that I had a fit

Minute by Minute passed away

Just like winds that flow and sway

I completed my poetry in a trice

And thought it read very nice

One by one I shew my piece

And all they said it was too nice

So I chose to give to me friends

All whose names I had written with their trends

Every one grew so much hot

That this was all what I got:

Shouts, yells and retorts

Whose list will fall no short?

Afterwards I pinched my ear

That again I don’ want to hear

Yells, shouts and what else in store

And I won’ write a poem anymore!!

Author's Note

Ignore grammar problems